I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

I saw that the big characters on the paper were vigorous and powerful, as if there was a fist in it, but also a little gentle.

"The five-inch lotus leaf is delicate, and the sticking wave will not hinder the sway of the painting; it can also cover the waist of a beautiful woman in August and September.

A beautiful woman chanted gently.

"What a beautiful verse..."

"Good poem, good poem!"

"Brother Li is great!"

"At a glance, it is a poem written by a fairy!"

"..."

There are beautiful ladies on the Qunfangbang, and there are also tianjiaos on the Zhenlingbang for commercial praise.

In all fairness, Zhang Xuansheng thinks this poem is done well, but it is too licking!

This Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers contains almost all the flower species in the world, but there is no water around the pavilion, and naturally there is no lotus.

There are so many flowers to write, but the first lotus is written. Sure enough, the dog always does not miss any chance to lick.

But later people wrote poems, and the level became very average.

Although there is no such thing as "Ah, this flower is so beautiful.", it is really not in Zhang Xuansheng's eyes.

But whenever someone makes a poem, someone will praise each other, and the atmosphere will be lively.

Zhang Xuansheng's thoughts flew to the sea of ​​flowers, wondering what the legendary Dao Fairy Flower was like?

Is it possible that it is not yet born?Otherwise, according to your past experience, shouldn't you have come out and run in front of your face?

Listening to the voices of Yingying and Yanyan around, Zhang Xuansheng suddenly picked up his pen and wrote two lines of verse. After that, he seemed a little dissatisfied, and shook his head, crumpled the rice paper into a ball, and threw it on the ground.

He feels that it is not good for him to be a literary thieves like this. The literature of his previous life and his hometown should not be used in this kind of place. He fights with them and cannot improve his cultivation. What if he wins?

According to Tan Wan's plan, as long as he defeated Wang Chengcheng who might come after he defeated him, he would naturally become famous.

Thinking of this, she stood up, leaned back slightly, and stretched.

This move attracted the attention of many princes of the True Spirits List, and even the fairies on the Qunfang List were lost for a moment.

In fact, many Tianjiao members of the True Spirit List have been paying attention to this side, after all, the fairy named Zhang Xuanyue is so beautiful.

Sitting by the pavilion, and not talking to others, Zhang Xuanyue in her skirt is like a fairy flower in the clouds, lonely and unique.

Sometimes the frowning brows and the hollow and distant eyes remind people of the mountains and yellow leaves in the mortal autumn valley, with the loneliness of the legacy, which makes people feel distressed.

It makes people feel difficult to approach and can't bear to disturb.

If Zhang Xuansheng knew what those people were thinking, I'm afraid the meal last night would have to be vomited.

He just got bored just now, now he is going to go out and have some fun.

"Sister Xuanyue, everyone is almost done, why don't you come up with one?"

But obviously, some people don't want to be what he wants.

Zhang Xuansheng looked back and glanced at Jiang Yingshui. The other party just made a good poem, which won unanimous praise.

Jiang Yingshui's mind was very simple. She had previously observed that Zhang Xuanyue had written a poem, and then she abandoned it.

After that, I have been sitting by the pavilion, looking at the sea of ​​flowers in a daze, with a worried look, I must have been stumped by the poetry.

Think about it, too, being able to become an immortal in your twenties is already a shocking aptitude, where is there any effort to work on poetry?

Although it's not a lot of poetry, but it is also a joy to make the other party a clown.

Zhang Xuansheng looked at Jiang Yingshui like an idiot, then glanced at Fan Bailian again, saying that your sister seems to be higher in rank than you.

"Yes, my sister just saw my sister have written a poem. If you really can't remember the new work, why not read the previous poems to us?"

Another fairy echoed and said, Zhang Xuansheng guessed that he was probably also a member of Tianxiang Country.

"Sister's clumsy work, don't let the sisters laugh."

Zhang Xuansheng shook his head and smiled.

This behavior shows weakness in Qunfang's eyes.

In the eyes of those true spirits, this fairy Xuanyue is so pitiful, are these other fairies a little too compelling?

"Since Fairy Xuanyue is not good at this, there is no need to force it. Shouldn't we discuss some topics of cultivation next?"

A True Spirit Rank Tianjiao opened his mouth to make a round. He just noticed that the cultivation level of "Xuanyue Fairy" seemed to be very high. This topic must be appropriate.

Someone started, and a few more True Spirit Ranking arrogances followed along, which immediately made all the fairies taste a little bit, and gave Zhang Xuanyue a meal in their hearts.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Xuansheng nodded in gratitude to the few true spirit princes. He now seems to understand the mentality of a tea master.

"Hey, why is there a ball of paper here?"

A Qunfangbang fairy picked up a ball of paper from the ground and said "confused".

Zhang Xuansheng was a little speechless, and then he glanced at Fan Bailian. He just noticed that the other party had used some cultivation skills before he "pushed" the ball of paper under the fairy's feet.

When the other party moved, his sense of familiarity became clearer. After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly realized, isn't this the Japanese rock classics?

Fan Bailian is Dadianyin, oh no, descendants of Daleiyin Temple?Or someone who has inherited it?

He also has a golden body pagoda of merit, which is the treasure of the temple in the Great Leiyin Temple. It seems that he will ask the Fan Bailian about something in private.

"That's just a discarded work before."

Zhang Xuansheng shook his head, meaning that he wouldn't use it to smear everyone's eyes.

But the fairy was obviously instructed to open it on the spot, revealing the content on the rice paper.

She was waiting for everyone's wonderful eyes. After waiting for two breaths, she found that there was no movement, so she also looked up at the rice paper in confusion.

I saw the big characters on the paper from the Hongmeng Ziqi book, the rhyme is natural, but the pen is sharp and reveals a little bit of sword aura, it is like seeing a peerless divine sword hanging in the air.

"Thousands of reds gather in the deep valley. I will not send them when the fragrances are sent. When the autumn comes on September 8, I will kill the flowers after they bloom."

Just two lines of poems, in fact, can't say how literary is, but the meaning of the puns, and the awe-inspiring domineering that reveals, has calmed everyone.

This poem has three meanings. The first is that the flowers in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers are in full bloom, but there is still the legendary Dadao fairy flower that has not yet been born. When it blooms, all the fairy flowers in the valley will bow their heads.

The second is to satirize the fairies present, especially the flowers who frequently compose poems and "compete with each other for beauty".

The poets clearly indicated that they disdain to compete with the crowd, so they did not want to join the ranks of poetry.

But the last sentence was also named. After the flowers bloomed, a hundred flowers were killed, and an aura of dominion over the world came to my face. It seems that she is the emperor of the flowers, and she is the well-deserved number one in the crowd!